She looked at the barman, as he brought the bottle to her and poured her a glass. – Excellent choice Madam, if I may say. “Oh, you may”, she thought, but she just slightly nodded. She watched the dark red liquid filling the elegant glass, and picked it up the counter. She was giving…… Continue reading Pinot Noir…
It was rainy today… And rainy days rhyme with snail tales… Just felt like singing… “On the road again…” If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
Not very loud as loud usually is, pressing my ear cupping my hand closing the world out the doors in my mind shut as well, My loudspeaker nothing to repeat nothing of notice all played out Might just as well enjoy the silence of the clouds rolling by….
Welcome to the Flying Through Water Creative (Penguin) Prompt round up for week 5! There is something for everyone in this group! via Creative Penguin Prompt Round-up — Flying Through Water
Je suis partout. Je ne suis nul part. Une poignée de mots, un caillou jeté dans une marre.
Cyranny's Cove 